Luyện nghe bài hát SW4

Nah, we the same, hmm
You got that ho on retainer, I do no explaining
I'll never be famous, I go everywhere with my
You'll tell everything to a stranger, let me guess, you a
I scared of you motherfuckers, I'm just afraid of my

If she love me like she say she love me we be alright
I still call and check up on her to see if she alright
home, I'm living wrong, I know I need to treat her right
She just picked me up from a flight, I back off, I leave tonight

I'm fast, two twenty-five on the dash
I'm really getting to a bag, these niggas in the past
Let's facts, I'm the one with them racks
I'm the one pull up on you all by myself with that MAC
I'm the one niggas pull up on and I tell 'em pull around the
it out the back, pop it out the vac sack
Know I'm probably tax
If you know I got it on me, showing out for the police, I you a rat
took a loss, I think about eighty racks
All I can 'bout is making it back
If this plug keep it coming, fuck it we gon' be alright
I done ran a up on 'em but I still will squeeze on sight
Whippin' on me when I'm but yeah they still gon' read my writes

I'm the one with the rounds on the twelve gauge
Chopper singing, let it
I got everything but a hand
I was gon' blow, I was like fourteen makin' pipe bombs
Now I got a more sense but I'll still shoot like a Nikon
Wrong place at the wrong time, but you niggas fuckin' with the one
They call Craig Petties notorious, but where I'm from he's an
Being broke never no fun
Back when they have a GoFundMe
I was moteling a snow bunny
all our bills with my dope money
Truth is, I been before, broke and poor, I ain't even gon' front
I brought steak for dinner but all my daughter want is cinnamon crunch
I keep the like I go hunt, I stack the paper like a whole bunch
I say life is sorta like a toilet seat, you come pulling shit, I'm dump
Hope you got life insurance, big
Poppin' shit like the guy
'til they pop your ass and your mama can't to bury you without a fish fry
No rest, I can never loosen up, something like a
Got incendiaries in that thirty round, I'll hop out on you and fire

That's overkill, I'm in over-grind like it's overtime, I don't get
You a ho for real, and a pussy, why you always be dick ridin'
We might've fell out but I switched sides
And I never let shit
Fuck your baby while the kid nap
Doin' out the bitch ride
Selling mid out a rental from
They ain't have nothing bigger a midsize
That's the difference between and sendouts
Don't me lil nigga, I been about it
Seventy-five round drum me now
Ten pounds in the
I just opened one and the shit
I just sold three for like ten
Me and bro gon' break these other six
Yeah we be alright
I need a light, step brothers for life

If she love me like she say she love me we be alright
I still and check up on her just to see if she alright
home, I'm living wrong, I know I need to treat her right
She just me up from a flight, I take back off, I leave tonight